Chapter 1399

Name：Descent of the Phoenix 13 Years Old Princess Consort Author：Yi Shi Feng Liu
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Coldly, he looked down at the defeated soldiers in the hell island. Dugu Ye's eyebrows were cold, and he held out his two fingers and waved them down.

The end of the earth immediately shouted, "if you fall, you will not kill, leave."

At the same time, attack the horse and pull out the scabbard.

The dense expert, longbow, aimed at the nine saints of Ming island.

On the other side, Yunzhao said nothing but clapped coldly.

The soldiers and horses below, with a loud roar, are majestic and step by step forced towards the defeated soldiers of hell island.

The murderous spirit overflows, and the turtle is caught in the urn.

The dragon is trapped in the shoal, and the tiger falls flat.

Six saints of Ming island stood at the bottom of the valley and looked at the menacing power from all sides. They looked at each other silently.

"Holy One, go away, and hide in the crowd..."

"Holy master, leave us alone..."

"Saint, let's go. Let's go..."

The guards around the six saints on the island of the underworld, looking at the army forced from both sides, almost red eyed.

There are nine saints in the hell island. Their martial arts are superb.

It's a big array of soldiers and horses. Although it's dangerous, they can escape and certainly can with their Kung Fu.

Standing in the local place, the six masters of Ming island remained motionless.

Only looking up at the cold eyes of Ryukyu, I slowly swept the faces of Dugu ye and Yunzhao.

Run, no, it's cowardly behavior.

They are the nine saints of Hades.

They are the general of Ming island.

What is the face of this defeat? What is the face of it?

The autumn wind is bleak and cold.

"Kill..." The approaching troops in all directions are getting closer and closer.

The soldiers on the edge of the island have already braced up and are ready to fight.

The blue sky and white clouds on the top of the head, however, render the light red color.

"As the commander in chief, should we abandon our troops and flee, and stop talking in vain?" With one voice, the cold exit of the six saints of Ming island.

Blood red and cold eyes, firmly locked in the moon?

My real weapon of hell Island hasn't been used yet. The six of me will watch you well below, watching your defeat and seeing that you have to return to hell island at last. "